Chapter 1968: Tyrant's Kiss

When no one else was present, Chitton's iconic, warm and amiable face showed Li Junyu's original coldness.
The handsome face of the man showed a hint of coldness, relentlessly pointed out: "Zhan Yang is not teaching you, but torture you. You have a big belly and you are not enough to recuperate. You have even given you so many inexplicable things. "
These commercial information may be considered by others as confidential information that is hard to buy.
But Li Junyu didn't look at it at all. Instead, he was dissatisfied with such anxiety for Ruan Mengmeng to inherit the Beacon Group.
His little woman is pregnant with triplets, and even when he is physically strong, he will have the energy to keep up.
As her biological father, Zhan Yang did not allow Mengmeng to raise her baby with peace of mind at this time, but instead instilled in her sad things.
Li Jun's brows froze tightly, and he threw the information in his hand to the desk.
"We haven't looked at these materials ... good, I'll take you to bed to rest." The man's slender arms held the young wife horizontally, and he was about to get up.
"Wait--" Ruan Mengmeng grabbed her husband's collar with both hands. "No, Dad said he had to check tonight. I can't let him down."
The young wife raised her beautiful face, and her apricot eyes shone.
Although learning these things is beyond the tiredness of Ruan Mengmeng's imagination, she did not want to disappoint Zhan Yang inexplicably.
She felt it was a heritage, a father-to-daughter heritage.
This opportunity to learn from the teachings of his parents was very precious to Ruan Mengmeng.
"Husband, kiss again, kiss me again ..." Ruan Mengmeng pursed her mouth, and her soft lips curled up on ‘Qidun’ into a thin, straight straight lip.
She was dizzy when she read the papers, and it had to be kissed by the tyrant.
The man wouldn't let the young wife hurt him any more, but he couldn't hold the soft, pink scented lips to him.
Keeton's narrow and deep eyes sank, he pinched the round and lovely little chin without hesitation, and kissed his wife's seductive lips fiercely.
"Well ... no, wait ... wait a minute ..." Ruan Mengmeng first wanted to kiss, so that she could continue to study those heavy files.
But Li Junyu kissed and kissed, and the situation became somewhat wrong.
The man's big hand arbitrarily passed through her soft, hair like clouds, clasped in his head.
Ruan Mengmeng was almost unable to move, Li Junyu pressed her into his arms, and kissed her softly with her soft lip.
"Don't ... I haven't finished my business ..." After all, I took the chance of ventilation, and Ruan Mengmeng's little hand could not reach the man's hard chest.
She didn't doubt that if it wasn't for her holding three treasures in her stomach, Li Junyu would surely push her directly to the desk ...
"These things are too sad to see, and today, don't look at them again." The man's voice was hoarse in his hoarse voice, hitting her ears, making Ruan Mengmeng feel like he was being boned, as if The newborn baby cat was weakly nestled in his powerful arms.
Suddenly, Ruan Mengmeng couldn't bear the heart to resist.
Or, just follow him.
Who is he, Li Junyu of her family?
Her husband, her dearest tyrant.
Ruan Mengmeng's eyes turned to Li Junyu's eyes. His kiss was strong with tenderness, and it took away her breath little by little.
(End of this chapter)